BROMOCORAS
Jami Wali'

The sky has been raining since dawn. There was no dawn from the eastern sky. The sky seems to choose to hold the club this morning.

The clock on the wall was already showing at half-eight, but the cold still felt so piercing. In a corner of a place that is usually exposed to sunlight there will always be people sunbathing, but this morning, this morning, people seem to prefer to stay indoors while enjoying hot tea or coffee to warm their bodies.

Ajimukti sits on the terrace while enjoying coffee and cigarettes. Not far from where he sat, Dullah still appears to be wearing a thick sweater also still reluctant to take off his cross arms on the chest.

"It's cold, Mom." Dullah was half shivering.

Ajimukti just smiled, "The cold will continue to feel when felt, Lek. Try resisted. It won't feel so much either."

"Why not to be felt, Mom. Wong is really cold." Sahut Dullah later.

"By the way this kid goes, Mas. How lonely?" Ask Dullah afterwards.

"Emmm, Kang Sobri drove Sibu and Afis to Mr. Lek Prastowo's house, Lek. If Kang Khalil is with Kang Imam, I told him to go to the market." Sahut Ajimukti later.

"Rubmariously? For what, Mom?" Ask Dullah again. This time his expression looked a little astonished.

Ajimukti laughs a little, "Yes for shopping tho, Lek. Piye tho Lek Dul's."

Dullah only then replied with a slight chuckle.

"They have changed a lot, Gus." He said a moment later.

Ajimukti for a moment turned to Dullah while smoking the rest of his cigarettes, "That's why I often want to not hate or judge someone excessively, Lek. Because wolak walik'e ati menungso, no one knows. It could be now dig, e sopo ngerti liyo dino dadi wali. Now this nyantri, no one guarantees the future of Kyai, it could even be a dig. Na'udzubillah. The most important thing is to always instill good thoughts, Lek. Khusnudzon." Sahut Ajimukti later.

"Yes, Mas. What matters is what the end looks like, not how it started." Dullah.

"Well, exactly, Lek. Agree with me." Ajimukti.

"Stop judging that we are holy and pious, while those who look deviated are perverse to us. Learn whatever it is, whoever it is, and whatever it is. Sometimes if it's a good group of people, they will nyingkrihi who are still lost. That's not how it should be. Those who are lost should be directed so as not to get lost. That's it, Lek." Imbuh Ajimukti again.

"Yes, Mas. It's no secret about that." Dullah.

"Humans are more pleased with my beauty, my beauty dewe, your elekt elekmu dewe. They forget that they need someone else not to see that it's a good person or a bad person." Ajimukti continued after.

"Opo nek ndelalahe kenek alangan, continue to want him in the same kind person? Opo ndadak asked, are you a good person or not? Isn't that tho? Ndelalah sing nulung blangsak, do you not want? How do you try matek hunting?" Continue to add.

Dullah laughed hearing that, "Right, Mas. Many people classify the good and the bad at the end of this." Dullah.

"That's it, Lek." Ajimukti grabbed his coffee which was still a little warm and then sipped it once.

"If you think, Lek. Just for alms we need someone else. There is no alms alone. We still need someone else. Others to give that which we shall give, also others that shall receive our alms." Say Ajimukti later.

"Yes, Mas. I agree with that."

"Grandma said, this is my money, from my work. Halah, that's not a man, Lek. Unless that guy prints his own money." Say Ajimukti again while laughing. Dullah laughed too.

"Truly they work, money from work. But they get it also from the boss, the boss is someone else. For example, the merchant, where the money is, it must be from the buyer. Someone else again. Once the mother holds a little money just feel arrogant, my money dewe, koyo koyoku dewe." Continue Ajimukti after.

Dullah laughed again hearing that.

"Eat him if pray wali jami'il muslimina wal mu'minina wal mu'minat. Ben social by. Praying for others, who will also stop us later. Is that so, Lek?" Keep Ajimukti again.

"That's right, Mom. So it is not selfishly a prayer for itself. Now that Grandpa Dudu type does not want to pray. Type A prayers for his golongannya only. B for B only. Hadegh." Sahut Dullah shook his head.

Ajimukti chuckled at Dullah's words.

"Maybe the prayer has been replaced, so the guardian of the kulo thok group, Lek." Sahut Ajimukti is still chuckling.

Dullah did not lose, he also laughed when he heard that.

"If his prayers are still guardian jami'. It should also be a guardian jami' yes, Lek. Well, but the bedo sirah bedo rah that Lek the problem." Keep Ajimukti again.

"Yes, Mas. That is why we should pray often, Allahummarham said to Muhammad." Dullah again.

"That's right, Lek. Duh Pengeran rahmati the people of Njeng Muhammad. If so, then all of us will pray. That prayer, yes we." Ajimukti also followed.

"Think everyone is important. Important officials, important neighbors, people who tongkrongan on the road important, even gentho wae anggepen important. Isn't it always the people who crash on the road who help the people who are confident in the mosque? It could be, they are the ones who are in tongkrongan. Because God is making the SAR team that is taken from anywhere and anyone." Continue Ajimukti again.

Laugh again this time.

"Even the National SAR team of God's choice are those who are unemployed on the road, you know, Lek. Move the fastest. So we can't assume they're that way. Yes, no, Lek?" Continue Ajimukti later.

"Yes, Mas. Sometimes we just saw the book, najai uripe in lalekno. Real science is all around us." Dullah.

"Well, that's it, Lek. But how else, Lek. Everyone has their own role. Sing slick, kapik'en, ngah nyerak wong elek. Sing elek rumongso elek, arep nyak wong apik rikuh pekewuh, rumongso ora pantes. But also not infrequently, even slick sing nyerak sing elek, sing elek gelem nyerak wong slick." Continue Ajimukti later.

"Yes, Mas. It was like Kang Salim. Then I remember him, Mom." Said Dullah later.

Ajimukti looked up a little, his eyes glaring.

"Yes, Lek. One of the things I learned most from my father was his brother wong wong kabangan, Lek. That's not why you used to be like that." Sahut Ajimukti.

"Yes, Mas. Kang Salim is an example that, ndalanke wong sasar does not have to be rough. With softness, atine can also be groggy." Dullah.

"Kang Salim if the same is Kyai, Gus or Ustadz he will be ordinary. Meet yes meet, respect accordingly. But if the same wong wong kabangan he can be very reluctant, Mas. That's amazing to him." Continue Dullah again.

Ajimukti smiled, "Yes, that's how you are, Lek. For the father, if the same Kyai, Gus and ulama, like nguyahi segoro. Precisely the same Bromocorah he was disinclined because that person who needs enlightenment. If what is said he can get manah, it could be guidance, if not, at least the rewards from what he said also benefit the father."

"One day you can also be like him, Mas. I'm sure it is." Said Dullah later.

Ajimukti just smiled, "Just pray, Lek. But I also remember, there was one of my friends who was exactly like my father. He prefers to hang out with people on the street rather than the santri. Precisely with santri he's indifferent."

Dullah frowned, "Why is that, Mas?"

"According to him, the santri is already gayemannya when it comes to religion. While people on the street are not every day ngrembug religious chapter. In addition, on the way he can get a lesson that in pesantren there is no, that is Urip's naji, Lek." Ajimukti.

Dullah nodded his head.

"I got curious about that old friend, Mas."

"I'm trying to figure out where he is, Lek. She's like welut, angel pekelane."

"Is he also Kyai's son, Mas?" Ask Dullah then.

Ajimukti shook his head, "I also don't know the genealogy of his family, Lek. No one in the pesantren knows. It's just that, from some administrators I had heard that he was Kyai's granddaughter as capable as possible, but I also don't know who Kyai was, Lek."

Dullah nodded in understanding.

Shortly after, the priest appeared to come to the terrace.

"Well, Kang. Just go it alone. Where's Kang Khalil?" Sapa Ajimukti later.

"Anu, Gus. Khalil saw Hexa at the market. He's following Hexa. I'm looking not to see you, I think you're back in the pesantren." Sahut Imam then.

"Hexa in the market?" Ajimukti looked astonished, his forehead instantly shriveled.

"Yes, Gus." Sahut Imam's.

"Hexa is the new santri son of his friend Budi's father, Mas?" Ask Dullah to interrupt.

"Yes, Lek. I caught something hidden from the boy." Ajimukti.

"Oh, yes Kang Imam. Kang Khalil is back. Tell Kang Khalil I want to meet." Ajimukti turns to the Imam.

"Good, Gus. I will tell you later Khalil. Then excuse me, Gus." The priest withdrew from the terrace and immediately brought groceries to the pawon ndalem.

"If you look at it, the Imam is very different, yes, Mas." Said Dullah as he grabbed his coffee glass.

Ajimukti smiled, "Very different, Lek. Thank God, now either Kang Imam or Kang Khalil is wiser."

"May they Istiqomah be like that huh, Mas. At least either me or Ms. Yu, will calm down with a party surrounded by good people like this." Said Dullah later.

Ajimukti then just smiled.

The occasional wind was still whistling with the cold this morning. The smell of wet soil that was carried by the wind still smelled the aroma up to the terrace ndalem. Ajimukti again grabbed his coffee glass that was no longer hot, after which, he again grabbed a packet of kretek cigarettes in front of him and ignited it a stick. Smoke from the cigarette immediately billowed into the terrace this morning.

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